SUNJATA
the flood
i lost all the air in my lungs to the screamin'
i lost all the love in my heart to the demons
i lost all the love in my heart to the demons
Remi’s bark to the Flood has his gaze snapping back to the Lullaby. “You weren’t flying… Or maybe we were falling..?” He trails off in his own uncertainty, and with the earring settled in his ear he can hear what Remi murmurs quietly, managing to find a quiet laugh in response. “I was though. Remember? No, wait, you guys weren’t here for that.” He half mumbles himself, leaning into Ronin, sharing warmth, and glancing back to the Star with a smoldering gaze.
The one he’s met with immediately has him looking toward the direction Ronin begins to point to it, the Star’s arm wrapping around Sunjata. And gods it feels like a gargantuan task to try and walk in this state — wondering if anything might help.
He stumbles slightly, even with Ronin’s arm around him, and then he remembers he’s attuned and could absolutely fit on Ronin as well. So he shifts, body trying to decide what shift it wants. Eventually he settles as his bat shift, fluttering up and away from the ground to perch on Ronin’s shoulder, opposite of the one Remi’s currently on. But he faces the same way, nudging a leathery arm out with a small sigh to boop Ronin’s neck. You should tell him to not grab another man’s horns. Also, he wants to know why mine are big and yours are small. He shifts on Ronin’s shoulder halfway to keep both Ronin and Remi in his sight. Are they small?
The one he’s met with immediately has him looking toward the direction Ronin begins to point to it, the Star’s arm wrapping around Sunjata. And gods it feels like a gargantuan task to try and walk in this state — wondering if anything might help.
He stumbles slightly, even with Ronin’s arm around him, and then he remembers he’s attuned and could absolutely fit on Ronin as well. So he shifts, body trying to decide what shift it wants. Eventually he settles as his bat shift, fluttering up and away from the ground to perch on Ronin’s shoulder, opposite of the one Remi’s currently on. But he faces the same way, nudging a leathery arm out with a small sigh to boop Ronin’s neck. You should tell him to not grab another man’s horns. Also, he wants to know why mine are big and yours are small. He shifts on Ronin’s shoulder halfway to keep both Ronin and Remi in his sight. Are they small?
i lost all the things that i used to believe in
i lost everything for no goddamn reason
i lost everything for no goddamn reason
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
